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Dorm Life (Excerpt)

The heat of the day was rising as the cloud played hide and seek with the Sun. Adam sat up on the bench in front of his dorm, he glanced at his watch to see the time, and stood up.

"Jamal need to bring his ass on" he said in his mind.

"O my…" Adam thought in his head.

"I know this boy don't have pajamas pants on this late in the morning" he shook his head.

"Wassup A-Dawg? Jamal yearned.

"Man I took you yesterday to meet me at 11 but here it is 1" Adam said.

"Well damn man…I just got up" Jamal said.

"Why you trippin for man…it is not like we are not going to get this work done"

"All we need to do is just get this stuff together and add some pictures" he frowned.

"Man cool let just do this…then I can go back to my dorm" Adam frowned.

Both of them walked down the road toward Patterson Hall and Adam looked at Jamal as they continued down the street. Adam bumped Jamal and Jamal smiled as he pushed Adam.

"Wait it now guy…you know I am bigger than you" Jamal laughed.

"Ay homie I am not worrying about you…I got you" Adam smiled.

"Yea yea" Jamal smiled then laughed.

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